Chapter 932: Want a Bit of Benefit
Hearing this, Xia Feng’s gaze was thoughtful. Aside from the two Dragon Gods, it means this woman is indeed not the Abyss Dragon God.
But she was already a god-level existence when she was young.
“So, as long as the Dragon Locking Well is opened and the Godhead is taken back, you can regain your freedom, right?”
Xia Feng narrowed his black eyes and continued, “In these ten thousand years, you must have figured out how to open the Dragon Locking Well. And the key to this method is me! Your Highness the Imperial Concubine, am I correct?”
“…”
“Clearly, the Dragon Spirit Blood can only suppress and stabilize the bloodline, and besides delaying the wedding, it is ineffective in opening the Dragon Locking Well. But I can feel that you, Your Highness the Imperial Consort, still value me greatly, and even with the natural repulsion of bloodlines and extreme aversion, you tolerate me to such an extent…”
Speaking of this, Xia Feng smiled again, his tone laced with sarcasm and mockery, “It seems I was right, you do have a request for me, and it must be me. Alas, it’s troublesome. Should I help this rude and violent ‘Mother Tyrant’ who likes to wring my neck break free from her cage?”
“…!!!” Huang Zhaoyue had known this man was difficult to deal with, but she was still extremely angered by his words.
She had miscalculated.
She really shouldn’t have revealed the matter of the Dragon Locking Well to Xia Feng! She deeply regretted her foolishness just now!
However, Xia Feng was still spouting some nonsense.
She shook her head faintly and said in a low voice, “You are indeed important, but you still cannot open the Dragon Locking Well by yourself.”
“How do you know if I can do it if you don’t tell me the specific method to open it?”
“Alright, this King will tell you, and you listen closely. There are three conditions to open the Dragon Locking Well:
First, two Spirit Masters who can use the S-grade Dao Fruit of Holy Dragon Judgment, with a cultivation base of at least the Sacred Realm.
Second, a genius whose cultivation talent surpasses Huang Ye. Because the sealing formation of the Dragon Locking Well was personally arranged by Huang Ye, even if one’s talent is equal to his, it will be difficult to understand that formation in a short period, let alone break it.
Third, the Sheng Qing Dragon Bone. The Dragon Locking Well was originally controlled by the Sacred Green Dragon King, Sheng Qingbol. To open it, the Dragon King’s dragon bone is needed as a key.”
After stating the conditions, her hazy, fox-like eyes fixed on Xia Feng, “In other words, to open the well, three people are needed. Two who can use the Dao Fruit of Holy Dragon Judgment, and one genius to break the formation.”
“This King knows your talent is far stronger than Huang Ye’s, but you are only one person. If you are responsible for breaking the formation, then another person needs to be found for the Holy Dragon Judgment. But in this world, where can one easily find a being capable of forming the Dao Fruit of Holy Dragon Judgment…”
Xia Feng: “…”
Hey, isn’t it a coincidence that I happen to know someone~
“Then, if you can’t find anyone and can’t open the well, what will you do?”
“Either find a way to enter the Heavenly Revelation Divine Palace and see if the Heavenly Martial Empress is willing to cooperate. Or, force open the Dragon Locking Well. If you are willing to help, even with only two people, there is still a chance of success. If we fail, then so be it.”
“This King has tried hard to break free from this cage, and has struggled. If it is still beyond my control against the ridicule of fate, then death may be the best outcome.”
“…”
“I must say, you’ve actually moved me quite a bit,” Xia Feng smiled slightly. “Since that’s the case, it’s simple.”
“Hmm?” Huang Zhaoyue frowned. “What do you mean?”
“The genius you want, one who is countless times more talented than Huang Ye, I actually know one,” Xia Feng said with an unfathomable smile.
“Don’t tell me it’s your clone, that’s useless,” Huang Zhaoyue said expressionlessly.
“Heh heh~” Xia Feng raised an eyebrow. “Let me put it this way, Your Highness the Imperial Concubine, the talent of this genius is comparable to mine. Hmm, no, it should be that she’s slightly inferior to me, but still very good. At least breaking the Dragon Locking Well formation set up by Huang Ye would be a piece of cake~”
Huang Zhaoyue: “…”
She seriously suspected this guy was toying with her again. Are geniuses who can form S-grade Dao Fruits that common?
If Huang Zhaoyue could reclaim her Godhead and restore her complete bloodline, her talent would also surpass Huang Ye’s, but it would still be far from Xia Feng’s.
This was enough to show how monstrous Xia Feng was.
But Xia Feng actually said there was another being comparable to him.
“Are you lying to this King again?”
“Believe it or not!”
“Fine, let’s assume what you said is true. So, are you willing to help this King break the Dragon Locking Well?”
“Oh, you mean this? I’m not willing.”
“?!?!” Huang Zhaoyue really wanted to strangle this man. She took a deep breath and gritted her teeth, “Then why did you ask this King so many questions!”
“Just curious, can’t I ask?” Xia Feng subconsciously wanted to spread his hands, but his hands were still held above his head by the woman, making him feel like he was nailed to a cross.
He strained his neck back and smiled, “After all, why should I help a ‘Mother Tyrant’ who extremely dislikes the pale bloodline, who resorts to violence against me, and who still refuses to let me go?”
“…” Huang Zhaoyue’s fox-like beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. The strength in her hands loosened a bit, and she took a step back.
Finally regaining his freedom, Xia Feng twisted his purplish wrists and muttered, “You’re ruthless, not holding back at all.”
Luckily, his physique was strong. The deep pit on his chest had already healed, and the bruises on his wrist were gradually disappearing.
“This King has already held back,” Huang Zhaoyue said expressionlessly in a low voice.
She had indeed held back. Even though she had lost some control of her emotions just now, she had only used fifty percent of her strength.
If anyone else had provoked her like this, she wouldn’t have used such close-quarters combat for a fake intimidation, but would have directly unleashed a powerful move to turn them into ashes.
“Then I should thank you,” Xia Feng said with a wry smile.
“…” Huang Zhaoyue glanced at the bloodstains at the corner of his lips, lowered her eyes, and pursed her lips. “You were the one who provoked this King first…”
Xia Feng looked up in surprise, his heart filled with suspicion. With that tone, it felt like a wronged little wife.
Also, you were the one who said the pale bloodline was disgusting, so how did I provoke you first! Is there any sense of reason!
Sensing the change in Xia Feng’s gaze, Huang Zhaoyue’s expression instantly turned cold again. Like a fierce wolf regaining its predatory guise, she said in a chilling tone, “Speak, how are you willing to help this King open the Dragon Locking Well.”
“How to be willing to help you… that’s a good question.”
Xia Feng rubbed his chin and fell into thought.
His goal was to prevent the wedding, thereby obstructing the Dragon God crisis mentioned by He Jianzhu.
Although he still hadn’t figured out the causal relationship between the two, it was no longer important.
Better to believe it than not. Xia Feng was determined to stop this from happening.
Therefore, if he helped Huang Zhaoyue escape the Dragon Locking Well and stop being threatened by Huang Ye, then Huang Zhaoyue would no longer need to marry Huang Ye’s second son, Huang Shikui.
Because of this, he naturally wanted to help Huang Zhaoyue escape her cage.
However, his true intentions could not be revealed.
If Huang Zhaoyue knew that she was also the key to resolving the hidden crisis of the Pale Dragon God, she would surely become insufferably arrogant.
So why not… ask for a bit of benefit?
